"Who moved the knife?"

Over the weekend, he walked towards the black Moore in the corridor and asked beside him. Moore leaned against the wall and grinned with regret, and kept breathing nervously: "It's not me~ it's really not me..."

"I'll ask you who stabbed Kim Tae-hee with a knife!"

Moore seemed to understand what he was asking on weekends and immediately denied: "No one uses a knife. I watched Han Zhengmin and others beat people with my own eyes. After beating and scolding, I rushed over. There were indeed many people who took action at that time, but no one took action."

"Privately, we are not gangsters, we are just a group of students who go to nightclubs to play. Why do we bring a knife?"

There must be something wrong with this matter!

After Moore shut up, Dylan did not disturb the weekend, and the entire corridor fell into silence again. However, the current black confession can only prove that the scars on Kim Tae-hee's body were caused by the abuse. How to explain the knife wound on her body? After being beaten, she was attacked again?

Who would do such a thing?

Yayoi Yoshiro?

He was so scared by the Vietnamese that he didn't even dare to resist when the other party entered his territory. How could he take advantage of Kim Tae-hee's departure and kill someone?

Who else could it be?

I don’t believe that these students would stab a girl seventeen times for such a trivial matter on the weekend. As Moore said, there is no reason to bring a knife...

"What time is it at night when Kim Tae-hee was beaten?"

After hearing the weekend's answer, Moore tried hard to recall and finally shook his head: "I don't know. We were very worried after the incident. Everyone was afraid of Vietnamese revenge. We stayed in the hotel that night..."

"etc!"

I seemed to hear something on the weekend and asked, "When I recorded my confession for Liu Jun that day, you didn't tell me that way!"

"Privately, if I don't testify to Liu Jun and prove that I slept in the dormitory with him that night, who can prove that I was not involved in this case?"

f***!

I didn't expect that the plot would be reversed on the weekend. Liu Jun, who had been suspected by him, had no certification to prove where he was that night. But Moore, who testified for Liu Jun, was the person who had not taken action in this case. The testimony between the two of them made the whole case have nothing to do with them. If Jin Junhao hadn't come to the school to make a fuss, someone would have called the police. Maybe these people could have really avoided it.

"Did you call the police when you went to the airport?"

After asking this question on the weekend after recovering from my thoughts, Moore shook his head and said, "I didn't go to the airport, why did I call the police? We don't want anyone to know about this, whether it's the police or the Vietnamese."

After hearing this on the weekend, I was about to turn around and ask ****min, but Moore behind me said again: "Privately. I called Liu Jun."

"What?"

I turned around and looked at Moore over the weekend, and was actually pulled back by this dramatic case and turned around again: "Say it again."

"After Kim Tae-hee's father left, I called Yoo Jun. He is my good friend. I want to tell him the pressure that Kim Tae-hee's father put on me. If I don't tell anyone, Kim Tae-hee's father's strength and nowhere to do it will drive me crazy." Moore lowered his head, his voice becoming heavier and heavier. The scene at that moment seemed to be present in front of him, and Kim Joon-ho's collapse was repeating at any time.

On the weekend, I tried not to let Moore feel anything and said, "So. According to this convention, are you used to talking to Liu Jun no matter what happens after you go to college?"

"Yes..." Moore still didn't look up.

"So, after you called Kim Tae-hee that day, did you also call Yoo Jun?"

Moore suddenly raised his head and looked at the weekend and said, "No!"

"lie!"

Over the weekend, he stared at him fiercely: "It is difficult to change a person's habits. You who have lied to the police, how can you prove that what you said this time is true!"

"I...I...I didn't. Besides, we were all in the same room at that time. After calling Kim Tae-hee, we never separated. During this period, no one had called. We were already scared and guessed all night if anyone would come to kill us."

Dylan approached again, carrying Moore's clothes and said, "You bastard like a woman, must suffer some hardship before telling the truth, Zhou. With his attitude towards the police, I think you should not believe these words completely. You should use my method."

"No, I've already said that I've told you everything..."

He sighed over the weekend and reached out and patted Dylan on the arm. At this time, there was no need to continue acting: "Let him go to the toilet, and then notify the criminal department to come to the school to arrest people. By the way, take away all the shoes of these college students. Kim Tae-hee has footprints on her body, and those shoes are evidence."

"After recording the confession, I took all of them to the place where Kim Tae-hee was called at that time to identify the scene. Dylan, and the most important thing is to look around the scene to see if there is a mobile phone. If not, help me apply to investigate Kim Tae-hee's call record with my superiors."

Kim Tae-hee's case is very special. Before she is confirmed to have died, the police cannot investigate her call records at will. After Snowden accused the United States of America all over the world, the United States is very careful about this, especially for international students. What if the missing person comes back in a month? What if this is just one time when no one wants to pay attention to it? At that time, an adult who does not need anyone to guardianship sued him in the federal court, how should this matter end?

Of course, if Kim Tae-hee's body could have been found earlier, he would have received Kim Tae-hee's last call record on the weekend, so he would not have to wait until now.

"no problem."

Moore asked in surprise: "Aren't you waiting for a search warrant? Why haven't you got Kim Tae-hee's last call record yet?"

Dylan had forgotten what he said on the weekend and asked back: "What kind of search warrant?"

He suddenly remembered and said as if he was like: "Oh, you said what Zhou said, right? But the key point of this matter is that there is no directive evidence in the whole case. How do you ask the police to apply for a search warrant? Do you think the judges in the court are idiots? Will you issue search warrants randomly to a case in the primary investigation stage?"

"Then why do you gather all of us in this classroom?"

Dylan reached out and pulled Moore's arm and said, "Based on my understanding of human nature over the weekend, I believe him, and this star Los Angeles detective has not sent any cases to the cold case handling office as a cold case. Until now, he has maintained a 100% personal case-solving rate in the police station. Is it enough? Get in and go to your toilet."

He shook his head over the weekend. If it were a case, he was not a detective with a 100% case resolution rate. However, no one could escape the criminals he had... except for the murderer of the police.

Bee, bee, bee.

The phone rang over the weekend. When he picked up the phone, Liu Jun's voice came over: "Officer Zhou, can you come to the school? I want to talk to you about Kim Tae-hee, I'll wait for you on the roof of the dormitory building."

The phone was hung up and he didn't say anything during the weekend. He felt very bad at that time!

Bee, bee, bee.

The phone rang again on the weekend. After the call was connected again on the weekend, the voice of the knight came over: "Zhou, the person has been found, the identity has been verified. I will send you the photo."

The moment the message came, I saw a man standing on the public telephone in my text box on the weekend. The man was Liu Jun. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!